three truths.
God hears our hearts far more loudly than He does the sounds we make.
like a broken-down car in need of repair, but He says: start the journey anyway.
truth that seeps from the cracks of "stories" is absorbed deeper into the human heart than truth told as "objective fact".


thing is.
if i did lose my memory.
who are those who'd lose their memory of me as well.


my frame softened.
and my ends, smoothed.
getting behind the white block line.
changing all that i know.
or at least, what i thought i knew.


what i've taken away.
that sometimes we can get so caught up with whats wrong, we forget to affirm what went right.
all of it is bigger than me.
yet in all my weakness and inadequacy, i was favoured for the task of conveying His message through song.
this foolishness of God is what ridicules the wisest of Man.

perfection at 3:43 PM